WHY?

Why is the world so angry? Why is the world so cruel?

Why do I turn on the TV and hear all this bad news?

Why can't we all just get along? Why do people see color

instead of just showing love? Why does it matter what my race is?

Why does it matter if I'm rich or poor? Why does it matter if I have

two parents, one parent or none at all. Why can't you love me for me?

Don't judge me before you get to know me. If you could get past the

color of our skin we could see such potential in so many people.

Why Why Why Why do we point the fingers at people because of a race

instead  of uplifting our brothers and sisters and saying it will be okay will

find a better way. Why show our younger self how we become and how

we should handle things? Why would you do this to them this is not the way.

We should come together as one not separate not by color,creed,or religion BUT ONE.

So my question again is WHY?

This poem is about: 
Our world

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